“You are so damn sexy,” I remarked. Betty was quiet for a second. I could tell the awkwardness of the moment was not one wither of us were prepar...d for. “I have never cheated on Tom,” Betty remarked, staring down at the floor. “I’m not asking you to,” I remarked. “It was only a compliment.” Betty was quiet. I could sense that she was confused and unsure of next steps. She stared straight ahead as she mulled over her thoughts. “This tough one,” she remarked, “Because you’re so damn. As the night went on I would watch her talk to friends and think, they all have no idea that another man just got done fucking my wife the past two and a half hours. That while she is standing there talking to them, that her pussy is full of another mans cum. They have no idea, as I am standing there next to her, that my little penis is lock away in a small chastity cage. That the little key on her necklace with a heart engraved on it is the only key that can unlock it. That the sweet, somewhat. Being the Ambassadors wife I complained that I should not bedegraded by becoming a pony-girl. The stable hands laughed and told menot to worry as I was to wear special tack befitting my exalted status.My complaints were finally muted by them fitting a halter on to me. Itwas equipped with a cruel and special bit. Not only did it attach to mytongue piercing but it had two moving parts. Pulling on the reignspressed the bottom piece down onto my tongue while the upper piecepushed into the roof of. Regaining control of himself, he nodded in acknowledgement. Soon he had completed her massage. Bruno’s eyes scanned up her body. She seemed asleep, her eyes closed, her breasts heaving with each breath. She became dimly aware that the wonderful kneading had stopped. She sighed, then opened her eyes as she heard Bruno saying, “Ma’am? Ma’am? We’re finished Ma’am.” “That felt wonderful!” she purred stretching like a cat. Bruno offered his hand and helped her sit upright. Only then did she realize.